Perhaps she should try and urinate for the doctors sample in her house (just 20 yards from mine). Elaine hopped from one high heeled foot to another a...d explained that she was unable to properly bend down to collect the urine sample in the little pot and that she also had to collect a stool sample for the doctor. I tried very hard not to think of this beautiful old woman squatting to collect these samples but I was incredibly turned on by the thought. Was this really happening?! I asked why she. I stopped dead, grabbed her metal corset, and hissed in her ear, “There are snakes down here. I fucking hate snakes!”I could only imagine her sardonic smile when she whispered back, “I’m a lot more dangerous than any serpent or god-snake you ever read about in your moldering books.”It was time to check our progress anyway. No other choice, I sat in the stinking muck, pulled out a diagram of the tunnel system and struck a small light. I heard her shift behind me on her knees and felt her. After the room was cleared, Alice cranked the door open. "Hi Tracy. What do you want at this late hour? This is not a good time."Tracy pushed through the door into the living room. "It's a very good time. I have serious boy problems, and need advice from you. I saw my brother's car in the parking lot. I know you've been helping him with dating some of his girlfriends. Now, I need help – real bad." As she reached the center of the living room, she said, "Where is he? I know he comes over. It was not until that faithful night that she would discover what she truly was.It all began nearly a year before, at Autumn's going away party. She had surprised everyone with the seemingly sudden decision to permanently move. It was there that she met Elliot Krieger, a man, unbeknownst to her, was the driving force behind her invitation and acceptance into the academy. It was after a rather lengthy conversation with her, that he realized what lied beneath her shy exterior. His demeanor gave.